Friday, June 2, 2017

My life plan is to be brutally honest all the
way to the bank. Don't believe me? I run a popular YouTube channel called
TrashyZane, and my claim to fame is oversharing about every aspect of my
personal life. Sometimes while tipsy. Not everyone loves my style, but I have a
long history of icing out people who can't handle me. I have no time for
judgmental foolishness.

Except,
apparently, when it comes to Beau Starr. His channel is the polar opposite of
mine, and so is he. Wholesome, inspirational, and clean-cut. Everything about
him should turn me off, but when we hook up following a confrontation at a
convention, my world flips upside down. Not only does Beau Starr turn me on, he
uses the exact combination of dirty talk and roughness needed to turn me out.

The
first thing that needs to be said about this story is, I loved these
characters. Zane and Beau were what hooked me from the start and had me
flipping each page and trying to squeeze every minute I could into reading
their story.

With
each time we see them from the first meet to the very end each character was so
clear and well developed in who they were that even during the times that I
wanted to smack them for being idiots I loved them. The secondary characters played
their part of pushing the story forward very well, but they in no way
overshadowed Zane and Beau even when it came to Beau’s ex who I want to kick in
a not so nice place. Although, I would like to mention I loved Jesse!

I
loved Zane’s fierce attitude, being himself and being proud of that self, was
fantastic to see. Beau was nearly his complete opposite, but even with that
mask, he wore every day these authors gave us beautiful moments showing us
truly who he was. Their interactions were fun even with the snark from Zane and
bad attitude from Beau. I loved every interaction whether it was talking to
their subscribers on camera, texting each other, or even those in person meet
ups that grew better and better we each one.

I
loved the rival YouTubers story. Add in these two dynamic characters and this
idea had me sold from the first shade that was thrown on camera. Also, I don’t
tend to go on about the sex in a book in reviews, but Beau and Zane were off
the charts with the chemistry and hate f*****g. The way each scene clearly
showed the progression in their relationship was perfect and gave already hot
sex a deeper layer that I love for the smexy parts in my books.

Lastly,
I just have to mention this cover because it is freaking gorgeous and gave the
perfect vibe off for this story. Read it, people, it's amazeballs! Oh, and it’s
a standalone if, for some crazy reason you didn’t read the first three books of
the series, you can definitely still read this one.

Excerpt

“Look,
if I go clean up are you going to run out the door?”

“Would
it bother you if I did?”

Beau
frowned. “If I say yes, is it guaranteed you’ll do it just to bother me?” My
mouth twitched. He rocked against me. “I’m serious.”

“Fine.”
I sighed exaggeratedly, like he was really hassling me. “I’ll stay for a few.”

“Good.”
Beau stood up, and I was suddenly eye level with his taut, sculpted stomach.
“There’s another bathroom in my bedroom. And…you can grab some shorts from the
chest if you don’t want to sit around naked.”

I
almost asked him what the hell we were going to be sitting around doing, but kept
my mouth shut. He went to the bathroom between the living room and kitchen, and
I explored the rest of his apartment while slathered in jizz. It was almost as
nice as mine, but nowhere near as artsy. My grandmother had helped me furnish
it after shopping at thrift stores and refinishing furniture, but Beau’s
apartment was kind of like a showroom. Eerily perfect.

Either
way, his bathroom was on point with the lighting and shower, so I jumped in
quickly after tying my hair in a knot. I rinsed off, wrapped myself in a
super-plush towel, and then snagged a pair of cut off shorts and a T-shirt that
had his fucking face on it, which was too funny to not wear.

I
waltzed out in my new outfit and found him on the phone with…a menu in his
hand. Freezing, I fucked up my entrance and gaped when he waved it in my face.

“Do
you like Mediterranean food?”

“Uh.
What?”

Beau
looked at me like I was an idiot. “Zane. Tell me what you want to eat.”

“Oh.
Um. I don’t know. I don’t not like any foods.”

He
rolled his eyes and rattled off enough food to feed an entire family. When it
was done, and he told them to charge his account, he pointed at the shirt I’d
procured.

“Just
so you know, I didn’t have that made.”

“Uh-huh.
But before I mock you relentlessly, why are you ordering food? Like, just
because you’re trying to make up for being a dick doesn’t mean—”

Beau
grabbed the front of the shirt and a ripping sound filled the room. He didn’t
even pause. Just jerked me against him and kissed me so hard I lost my train of
thought. Fuck, I lost my sense of self. Fell headfirst into the intensity of
his kiss and then wrapped my arms around his neck because… I really could not
get enough.

His
soft lips were perfect, his tongue lashing at mine with such finesse my dick
started to swell again. Especially when he tangled his hand in my hair and
tugged just hard enough to make my knees weaken.

“Fuck
me before the food gets here,” I blurted.

Beau
pressed our foreheads together, panting against my face. “We just washed up.
And I want to talk to you.”

“We
can talk later.” Fuck, was I whining? I was whining. “Please, Beau?”

He
squeezed his eyes shut, muttered a very clear fuck it, and then backed me into his bedroom. We were on his bed,
clothes discarded, so fast my head was spinning with delight. How Beau Starr
was the best kisser I’d ever been with was a mystery, but, damn, the guy’s
tongue was magic.

About the Authors

Santino Hassell

Santino Hassell was raised by a conservative
family, but he was anything but traditional. He grew up to be a smart-mouthed,
school cutting grunge kid, then a transient
twenty-something, and eventually transformed into an unlikely romance author.

Santino
writes queer romance that is heavily influenced by the gritty, urban landscape
of New York City, his belief that human relationships are complex and flawed,
and his own life experiences.

Megan Erickson is a USA Today bestselling author
of romance that sizzles. Her books have a touch of nerd, a dash of humor, and
always have a happily ever after. A former journalist, she switched to fiction
when she decided she likes writing her own endings better.

She
lives in Pennsylvania with her very own nerdy husband and two kids. Although
rather fun-sized, she's been told she has a full-sized personality. When Megan
isn't writing, she's either lounging with her two cats named after John Hughes
characters or... thinking about writing.

Yay for the newest Cyberlove book! This series gets bought in digital AND physical form. Only the good stuff gets to do that. I can't pick a favorite character, either. That like asking which one of my kids I like best!

Congratulations on your new book! Thank you for the excerpt and review! I haven't read this series yet, I'm still working my way through Santino Hassell's other books. These are next, and I can't wait!